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... just said a joke, Senior Mo don't care about it. Although the rules of my happy family have always been that people don’t offend me, I’m not a criminal. It's me. But who made Senior Mo's cultivation level so high, I'm afraid I can't move it even if I want to move it. So I can only retreat to the next best thing."

No, this is not a second best thing.

But from the very beginning, his goal with Li Weiran was to elicit Mo Qingshan, and then abolish Emperor Beixuan under Mo Qingshan's ...

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